|This is what I was needing....|
Flowers that do not normally coexist are doing so, and farmers have yet to plant much corn. It is a whacked out time in the Mid-West. But at least I can ride without (much) layering now and the mountain bike trails have actually cleared up around here to the point that they can be ridden on. That's the good news here. I feel like a dam has burst.
But in an odd sort of way, all that bad, not so great, and down right awful weather all occurred at a time that I needed to divert my energies elsewhere, so it worked out for me really well. Had the days been beautiful I may have shirked some duties and gone out for rides instead. Then I would probably have ended up pulling my hair out at the last minute doing stuff for Trans Iowa that I should have been doing all along. Things that got done due to the bad weather. So, yeah.......it worked out for the best, although I feel like a slacker now since I have not been riding much. Last week I started turning that back around.
|And a little bit of this as well.|
After the dirt sesh I rode to work and back a couple days more till Saturday, which was iffy. I had seen the weather forecast and it called for rain Saturday morning. Sure enough, radar indicated showers in the area in the morning, and it was misting pretty good at the house, so I skipped 3GR and waited till afternoon. I figured if the prognostications were correct, I could have a decent stretch of weather to ride in. It looked pretty cloudy, but after lunch I set out North and East of the city, right into a mild head wind.
It was one of those "nagging head winds" which are not strong enough to really make you work, but are there enough to make you work a little harder than normal. Just a bother, really. It's all good for me though, I need the work! I've grown a little soft riding around in a truck chasing gravel and not riding as much as I'd like to.
|Doom on the horizon- I'm gonna get wet!|
So, eventually I have to turn South and then I see them. Big, dark, lower clouds heading my way. Oh.........really? I didn't bring a rain jacket on this ride either. Oh well! All I could do was pedal onward. Eventually I hit the chip seal North on Byron Avenue, and then it started. The good thing was I didn't have far to go, and it was a light rain. Warm too. This wasn't too bad, I thought at the time.
Then it started in harder, of course, and the worst part about this was that my sweat was being washed down into my eyes, making for some very blurry, painful vision. Perfect for riding bicycles! Well........no, not really. I was a bit perturbed by it though. Some comic relief came as I whizzed down a wet bike path and caught a few folks cowering under the bridges out of the rain. The look of mild terror as they saw me speeding by was making for a lighthearted ride despite the burning eyeballs.
Of course, I made it home, and had a lot of fun, just like normal. I could get used to this again.......